Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

"I can't save you. Your position is too difficult."

Song Mu sighed, feeling extremely helpless. "Apart from the central control's gun line, I just heard there seemed to be a large gun line... Damn it, these guys' smoke gun skills are too accurate..."

"Don't save my adoptive father, start your meal first." Tang Taizong replied.

"Godfather, will you come back later?"

The little dog's tone was clearly on the verge of breaking down, and he spoke through gritted teeth, "Falling asleep two times in a row isn't really my style. Godfather, can you trust me one more time? I'll definitely clear the map for you!"

Song Mu happily agreed: "No problem, Gouzi, don't put too much pressure on yourself. I understand you. Men will lose their focus after playing rubber. Just play a few games to get back into shape."

The little puppy was in tears: "Father, you really understand me!"

Tang Taizong, who was also lying dead, was confused and said, "What do you mean by inattention? What's the point of applying glue? Are you playing with action figures?"

Little puppy: "Don't ask, now is your best age."

Emperor Taizong of Tang: “?”

Song Mu reached out to open the flight case.

The main reason was that the two adopted sons died in an awkward position, right on the Eryuan Bridge. If they wanted to save them, Feng Yan had to climb up and carry them down, and he could only save the closest puppy.

Moreover,

The Zhongkong and Laoda teams are obviously very proficient in setting up gun positions. They will definitely not withdraw their gun lines easily before Xiaonaigou and Tang Taizong are completely dead.

As long as Song Mufengyan,

The next moment, several gun lines will open fire at the same time, creating smoke and it will be easy to be killed.

"Forget it, now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

laugh--

The flight case is open.

Song Mu's eyes lit up, and a strong premonition suddenly came over him: "The 3X3 in the flight case! Tell me loudly what it is! It's a samurai bulletproof vest! Absolutely impossible!"

"Ah, what a cowardly radiator~ baby!"

There was a crash,

Song Mu took out the 9-grid bright red portable military radar from the aviation box, looked at it carefully from both sides, shook it twice, and immediately felt energized all over.

"Easily landed 210 million~!"

He quickly stuffed the portable military radar into his crotch.

Song Mu decisively chose to walk straight into the black market, shouting as he walked: "We're talking about this 9-grid big red. If it really wants to get into your pocket, there's no way to stop it!"

"Dog, Xiaotang, this time just watch my show and it's over!"

pia! !

The voice has not fallen,

He really hasn’t finished speaking yet!

Song Mugaba fell down suddenly, as if he had hit his nail while climbing the Lanxie Mountain. He lay down so comfortably.

Destroy the team.

The three of them returned to the Secret Service Office at high speed.

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Evacuation failed!

Classified Operation: Space Base

Eliminated: Harfk Sniper

Duration: 00:00:34

This round's revenue: 2,101,524

Total defeats: 0

This round's highlights defeated: 0

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Song Mu was at a loss.

The little puppy was at a loss.

Tang Taizong was at a loss.

"Who killed me? Who? The Harfk Sniper???"

Song Mu was a little confused. After watching the elimination replay, he found out that the person who attacked him was indeed a Hafk sniper, not some top-notch ID picked by an operator.

"Oh my god, this guy is new here, right? I'm going to go to the prison and complain to the police!"

[That's right, that's right! This is exactly the space sniper I imagined!]

[In a place like aerospace, full of technology, snipers taking the heads of operators from thousands of miles away... doesn't that make perfect sense? How come you haven't been killed by snipers before?]

[Oh, I remember now. The Godfather wasn't wearing a head armor! He sneaked in naked and got shot dead. He had no hair at all!]

[Awesome! The legendary secret spaceflight speed of 34 seconds.]

[Pass it on! The Godfather was a space speedster, but he only lasted 34 seconds before surrendering!]

You're all laughing? Is it because you enjoy laughing? But if I tell you that the Godfather made 34 million in just 210 seconds in this round, will you still laugh?

【…】

The live broadcast room was filled with a happy atmosphere. All the civil and military officials in the court laughed to the point of tears. But they started wiping away the tears while laughing, and only when the tears fell into the bowl did they feel salty!

"Little black guys all like to laugh, right?"

"Where is the historian?!"

Song Mu shouted and added, "Write down the 34-second 210 million secret aerospace fastest legend just now, so that these haters can continue to laugh!"

Chapter 130 Song Zijin: Be good, sleep for five more minutes, just five minutes

The historian was writing furiously, and Ku Ku was the record.

Song Mu felt that something was wrong tonight, wrong in every sense of the word. He thought about it for a long time on the sofa in the Special Service Office before gradually realizing something.

"I see!"

"No wonder they say women affect my sword-drawing speed. That's the problem. It turns out it's not that my strength has declined, nor that there's something wrong with my thinking, but that my mind is confused..."

Song Mu sighed inwardly, then ended the live broadcast at the speed of light.

"I'm suddenly sleepy, everyone. I'm feeling a bit unwell. Bye~! Good night, my darlings~!"

His movements were so fast that he disappeared before he could finish his words.

It took a long while for all the civil and military officials in the live broadcast room to react. They looked at each other in confusion in the barrage, thinking, "Oh no, the criticism is too harsh, there's nothing to watch!"

After the broadcast,

Song Mu immediately sent a private message to Emperor Tang Taizong, asked for his contact information and added him to the Black Silk Dynasty group chat, thus recruiting another general under his command.

"You guys should team up and play. I'm a little tired today."

Song Mu thought about it and sent another message: "Don't think too much, Gouzi. It has nothing to do with you. I'm just a little upset and not in the right state."

After seeing this message,

The little puppy burst into tears and typed quickly.

The words haven't been finished yet.

Song Mu added another message to the group: "But then again, you did feel like sleeping tonight, so I won't allow you to do that next time!"

"Also @Space War God Sugar Taizong, you performed well tonight. I'm very pleased."

"Family members~!"

After sending the message, Song Mu went to wash up and prepare to rest.

The Black Silk Dynasty group chat was so lively that it was about to explode.

These people watched the entire process of these two confidential space battles. Not only did they witness Song Mu's perfect dive and 34-second rapid evacuation, but they also saw the little puppy fall asleep twice in a row.

As a persimmon and princess of the same dynasty.

Although the relationship between these people is quite good, the better the relationship, the more sarcastic they become. Their mouths are like arsenic, and they have learned the true skills of Song Mu.

In the blink of an eye, it was 10 o'clock the next morning, Friday.

Open your eyes...

Seeing that it was the ceiling of his bedroom, Song Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Given Song Mu's extraordinary sleeping quality that even an earthquake wouldn't wake him up, he probably wouldn't even be able to feel it if someone carried him away in the middle of the night, unless the movement was too big.

"It's Friday, that goes by so fast."

The first thing Song Mu did when he woke up was to check his phone.

The number of messages in the Black Silk Dynasty group has reached 99+, and there are also a few other messages from my former classmate, the 24-hour butler Gao Zhan.

The messages sent by classmates are all the same. The first two sentences are congratulations, and the last sentence is to take me under your wing.

Song Mu chose to ignore it.

This is what it means when a poor person lives in a busy city, no one cares about him; when a rich person lives in a remote mountain area, he still has distant relatives.

Gao Zhan: "Brother Mu, please send me a message when you wake up. There are some things here that need your personal attention."

Song Mu didn't think much about it. He got up, washed, changed his clothes, and went to the kitchen to find food. He found that the kitchen was quiet... Song Zijin didn't cook today! Breakfast!

Although 10 am is not early.

"That's strange, shouldn't it be like this?"

"Usually, Jinjin should have finished breakfast by this time... Oh, and she won't have to go to the club to work during this period."

Song Mu casually grabbed a carton of milk and called Gao Zhan. "Hello, Brother Gao, it's me. Did you send me a message saying you had something for me to deal with?"